Our fist date was at the Blue Door in St. Paul. When Troy picked me up for our date, he had flowers in hand and a card. I had a big grin on my face.
The card was honestly the most sentimental thing I've ever gotten from a guy. Who ever said romance was dead? (not me)
I'm pretty much going to have that card framed.
Love you babe.
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